Ping Zhao Lu

Not long after, the two arrived at the door of a nearby inn. Looking up, they saw that although the inn was small, it looked clean and tidy.

They took off their masks and stepped into the door. However, the moment they stepped over the threshold, they both stopped at the same time, with looks of astonishment on their faces.

The shopkeeper, who was supposed to be greeting customers with a smile, was now standing behind the counter with his hands covering his cheeks and his body trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Xu Zhouye hurried forward, quickly glancing at the shopkeeper with a bruised face and nose, and asked with concern, "Shopkeeper, how... did you get injured like this?"

The shopkeeper, hearing someone asking, slowly lowered his hands from covering his face and said with a bitter face, "Alas, this business is really impossible! Today, a rude and unreasonable customer came to the store. Our upper rooms are clearly all occupied, but he insisted on having two, and when we refused, he drew his sword and threatened. Later, he even rushed upstairs with a group of people, insisting that the guests staying in the upper rooms check out. I couldn't stop him, and he was beaten up by his men. Look at my face... Ouch, it's been beaten like this. How can I go out and see people in the future!"

As he spoke, the shopkeeper couldn't help but reach out and touch his swollen face, grimacing in pain.

"Where are the people causing the trouble?" Xu Zhouye asked.

"They went upstairs and started fighting with the guests in the upper room. I was afraid that the matter would get out of hand, so I asked someone to report it to the authorities. Just now, all the people in the group were taken away by the government officials." The shopkeeper replied.

After hearing this, Xu Zhouye frowned and turned to look at Chu Yunxiao behind him.

At this moment, Chu Yunxiao's face was frosty.

All the things he experienced that night made him feel extremely heavy-hearted, and it was difficult for him to look in a good mood.

Especially when he saw that in this prosperous and bustling capital city, there were such arrogant and domineering people who bullied others and even took human lives, an uncontrollable anger surged in his heart.

"Go to the government office."

Chu Yunxiao said coldly.

At the same time, inside the government office.

A group of people crowded in the courtroom, some were kneeling, some were standing, some were howling like ghosts, and some were as quiet as virgins.

Prefect Zhao sat upright in the hall, his face solemn and serious.

His sharp eyes were like an eagle's, staring intently at everyone in the hall.

"Silence!" He slammed the gavel hard, and a crisp sound echoed throughout the court.

The sudden sound made everyone's heart tremble, and the originally noisy and chaotic scene instantly became silent.

"How can you, in this court, be allowed to make such a noise without restraint! From this moment on, you must answer my questions truthfully. If you tell even a single lie, do not blame me for being ruthless!"

Zhao Fuyin glanced sharply at Jia Changfeng and others who were standing aside with arrogant looks on their faces, and saw a woman crying bitterly standing behind them.

This woman is the biological mother of the second son of the Qin family - Qin Meng.

At this moment, she was in tears and heartbroken.

Zhao Fuyin lowered his head, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

Then, he slowly raised his head and cast his gaze again at Chu Heyuan and others on the other side.

Looking at these people, he couldn't help but shook his head helplessly, feeling an immense headache.

Finally, Zhao Fuyin's gaze slowly fell and fixed on Lu Wenxun and the servant of the Qin family who were kneeling in the center.

"Qin Xiaowu, I want to ask you, has your second young master ever had any contact with the Lu family?"

Qin Xiaowu, kneeling in the hall, quickly shook his head. "No, it's not related at all. My young master disappeared in Shuozhou two months ago. Master and his wife searched for him for a long time but couldn't find him. Madam was really sad, so she brought us out to search everywhere. We found our way to the capital and rested at a nearby inn at night."

"I was so bored because I couldn't find the young master, so I sneaked out to get some fresh air. Unexpectedly, I heard someone shouting that someone was dead. Out of curiosity, I went forward to take a look. It would have been fine if I hadn't looked, but when I did, I saw it was really..."

Speaking of this, Qin Xiaowu couldn't help but shed tears again.

"Who would have thought that the one who would die would be my Second Young Master..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Meng, who was crying so hard that she was out of breath, couldn't help but roll her eyes and fall down when she heard the news of her youngest son's death again.

But this scared Jia Changfeng and others.

"Madam!" Qin Xiaowu didn't care about kneeling anymore and immediately stood up to support the person.

Zhao Fuyi hurriedly asked someone to help her out and hired a doctor to take good care of her.

Then he stared at everyone in the hall with a solemn face.

Jia Changfeng, whose legs were sore from standing, could no longer hold back and shouted arrogantly, "Master Fu Yi, the ones who died were from the Qin family. What does this have to do with me? Can you please deal with my affairs with them first?"

As he spoke, he raised his chin and pointed at Chu Heyuan.

Zhao Fuyi was about to reply, but Qin Xiaowu spoke first, "You are so cruel, my lord! My second young master is your future consort! How can you be so indifferent to him?"

As soon as the words fell, Chu Heyuan and others who had nothing to do with it became interested.

The group of people's eyes were shining as they looked back and forth at Qin Xiaowu and Jia Changfeng.

Especially Shi'an, who seemed to have glimpsed a shocking secret. He instantly perked up from his deadpan expression and looked meaningfully at Jia Changfeng opposite him.

Jia Changfeng's face turned pale at Qin Xiaowu's words. He was about to explode when the young man in blue next to him started to scold him: "How dare you, a servant, talk to the prince!"

Qin Xiaowu turned to look at the young man in blue, his anger growing even stronger. "Third Young Master, that's Second Young Master, your elder brother! His body is still warm, yet you don't even care about him at all. Instead, you speak up for the Crown Prince. What are you really thinking?"

"God..."

Shi'an was really shocked again and again.

It turns out there is this kind of relationship here.

Lawrence Lu, who was kneeling on the ground in a daze, suddenly realized, and the worry on his face disappeared instantly.

Zhao Fuyi in the hall looked up and sighed.

It seemed as if the case was clear in an instant.

"I……"

Qin Lan was speechless for a moment and looked at Jia Changfeng with a face full of grievance.

Jia Changfeng was furious. He grabbed Qin Xiaowu by the collar and angrily said, "You lowly slave, what right do you have to speak like that? My future Crown Prince's Consort is Qin Lan, not your soulless Second Young Master! His death has nothing to do with us. Who made him so unlucky to have this happen?"

After saying this, he was about to take action, but was suddenly pulled away by the yamen runner beside him.

"You bastard, I'm the prince, how dare you!" Jia Changfeng struggled to break free and went forward to fight with the yamen runners.

Zhao Fuyi slammed the table and stood up to stop him, saying, "Sir, this is a court, you can't be so presumptuous! If you are really related to this murder, even if the King of Zhenbei comes in person today, I will not show any mercy!"

Seeing this, Jia Changfeng snorted coldly and stood back in his original position with disdain, muttering, "Zhao Fuyi, right? This prince will remember this. Just wait for your official hat to fall to the ground!"

Chu Heyuan, who had been silent the entire time, said to Zhao Fuyi, "Sir, the net of heaven is vast and wide, and nothing can escape it. In my opinion, we should start from the time when the Second Young Master Qin was trafficked to the pawnbroker. Perhaps we can get some clues from there."

Zhao Fuyi looked at the young but insightful boy in the hall, and couldn't help showing admiration on his face.

Jia Changfeng looked contemptuous, "What can a little brat know? He's just causing trouble!"

Zhao Fuyi glanced at him sideways, then said to Chu Heyuan with a pleasant expression: "What you said makes sense. I will send someone to investigate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a yamen runner came hurriedly.

He ran to Zhao Fuyi and whispered a few words.

Zhao Fuyi's pupils suddenly shrank when he heard this. He didn't care about the people in the hall and hurriedly left the scene with the yamen runners.

Qin Lan, who was standing here, saw Zhao Fuyi leave and leaned even closer to Jia Changfeng's arms. He said with great grievance, "Sir, how long are we going to stand here? This matter has nothing to do with us..."

Looking at the warm and soft jade in his arms, Jia Changfeng's anger suddenly subsided. He gently comforted her, "Wait a moment. If the interrogation of the prince can't reveal anything, I will take you away. Let's see who dares to stop us!"

Qin Lan smiled shyly when he heard this, "I'll listen to you, my prince."

"vomit……"

Shi An couldn't help but dry heave. He turned his head away in disgust and said to his young master with a look of despair, "What should I do? I want to fight."

Chu Heyuan blinked and replied obediently: "I want to, too. But forget it. I can't cause trouble for Master Fu Yi."

Shi'an nodded uncomfortably, and just as he was about to turn around and continue watching the fun as if nothing had happened, a fist suddenly swung at him.

It hit Shi'an's right cheek.

In an instant, there was dead silence in the court.

After succeeding, Jia Changfeng raised his chin proudly, "Humph! I let you disrespect A Lan, and this is what happens to you!"

Shi'an's face was gloomy, and he stared at Jia Changfeng with gloomy eyes and clenched his fists.

Before he could teach the arrogant prince a lesson, Chu Heyuan kicked him out.

Caught off guard, Jia Changfeng suddenly rushed towards Qin Lan, who was standing on the ground in a daze behind him, due to inertia.

With two screams, both of them fell to the ground.

Qin Lan was so hurt by the sudden collision that he couldn't help but scream out loudly: "Ah... It hurts!"

At this time, Jia Changfeng was pressing heavily on him, making Qin Lan unable to move at all.

The onlookers were stunned by this astonishing scene and were speechless for a long time.

They simply couldn't believe their eyes. A little boy who looked only about eight years old could actually possess such tremendous strength that he could kick a teenager who was already sixteen or seventeen years old away with just one kick!

Compared to the astonishment of others, Shi'an and the two guards following him were very calm and composed.

It seemed as if he was already accustomed to Chu Heyuan's skills.

"So weak."

Chu Heyuan sneered coldly.

Jia Changfeng, who was being helped up by his servants, straightened his back immediately upon hearing this, drew his sword and said viciously: "You are done for today, kid!"

After saying this, Jia Changfeng and his servants waved their swords and forced the others to leave the venue, ignoring the yamen runners' obstruction.

Only a few yamen runners were left trying their best to stop them.

Soon, the court was filled with chaos and the sound of swords and sabers.

In the chaos, Chu Heyuan was at a disadvantage due to his small stature and was accidentally injured by swords.

Several shocking knife wounds appeared on his arms. Blood flowed out, staining his white clothes red.

Shi An, who had been paying close attention to Chu Heyuan, was shocked when he saw this scene and subconsciously exclaimed, "Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Then he flew forward without hesitation, rushed to Chu Heyuan's side at an extremely fast speed, and hugged the injured him tightly in his arms.

Seeing Chu Heyuan injured, Jia Changfeng stopped in a good mood.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a smug smile, and he taunted, "Boy, you're still too naive! You dare to fight me with such little ability?"

After saying that, he glanced at Chu Heyuan who was lying in Shi'an's arms, his eyes full of disdain and contempt.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince? Are you kidding me?"

Jia Changfeng folded his arms, his tone full of contempt, "If he were the crown prince, I would tear my head off and let you kick it around like a ball!"